Mod Thrythe Ne Waeg
Mod Thrythe Ne Waeg
Author: C. S. Lewis
Source: Rediscovered Lewis poem, University of Leeds Special Collections
Link: https://www.leeds.ac.uk/news-arts-culture/news/article/5553/uncovering-a-cs-lewis-poem-in-special-collections
Advent placement: 2025-12-21 (paired with [[21-lagavulin-distiller-s-edition]])
Theme: An alliterative Old-English-style poem of whisky, hospitality, and guest-friendship.
Verbatim source text
Reproduced from calendar/2025-12-21.qmd (Whisk(e)y Advent 2025).
Mód Þrýþe Ne Wæg
by C.S. Lewis
Hail oh hostess, whose heart knows not The temper of Þrýþ. Talk was kindly, Whetted with whiskey. The white blanket, Winter’s weaving, worked about us Till the house was hush’d, the hearth brighter, And bed-time better. In billowy nest The stranger stretched − stove beside him − Bless’d, blanket-warm, blithely slumbered Thro’ noiseless night. Noble weaver Of people’s peace, your poor servant, Nat Whilk by name, on knee bended Gives you grammercy for guest-friendship.